Next Stop: Motor City
Yoo can biggify this pikcher to see me with my frends Tazo and Earl Grey beefore we wint in to see a Deetroit Tigers game. I can't tell yoo HOW MUCH FUN life on the lam is. I had to help brake owt T and EG frum thare howse to go to the game becuz thare ladey sez "better inside and fat than owtside and flat" wich is just abowt the stoopidist thing I ever herd. But then, I got the Feds after me and I'm livving life on the edje. Anyway, my buds were VARY HAPPY to git owt of the prizzin that they call home withowt having to ware the stoopid harniss and leesh, and so we had a reely grate time woopin it up. We got to ride a mary-go-rownd and a ferris weel. The mary go rownd had tigers insted of horses -- that's my kind of mary-go-rownd! Win we got dun, we hanged owt at the Cigar bar. (But I was disappointed. They wern't catnip cigars like I'm used to.) Thare was even a tiger on the skorebord -- yes, thare were cats EVRYWARE! Heer's the skorebord:
As my good frend Jeter Harris wood say, "Life is grate."
Labels: detroit, earl grey, jeter harris, on the lam, tazo, tigers
